Chapter 5
So they had two new members. He didn't have a problem with Bartholomew, the hat was a riot. But he didn't know how to feel about the Potion Master, as he had called himself.
The man would obviously be able to live with them, judging from how he had handled the confrontation yesterday, and Yami Sir would not invite him if he couldn't be trusted. But still, it felt weird. One of the first things the man had done when they arrived was to threaten them.
He would just trust Yami Sir on this. He had never let him down before. Looking up from his breakfast he looked to the end of the hall and the teachers sitting there. The Goat hadn't been here at all.
Just as he wanted to continue eating the woman in green stood up.
"Students, listen."
The hall quickly went quiet.
"Now I have an important announcement to make. At the beginning of the year, you were told that the Quidditch Cup would not take place this year due to the Tournament. And the Quidditch Pitch being occupied. Now due to someone."
The woman stared directly at him.
"The preparations that had been taken there were burned down,"
Wait. Was she talking about those weird hedges in that arena thing? Then why wasn't she glaring at Luck? He had destroyed at least as many of those as he did. And if they didn't want anyone there they should have put a sign there.
"Even though after the arrival of our new visitors a sign had been put up."
Okay, they should have put a sign there that they would be able to read. Of course, they ignored the flimsy paper with weird symbols on it.
"So, since the pitch is no longer needed, it was decided that the Quidditch Cup will take place and..."
Her continuation was drowned out as the Hall erupted in cheers. The ginger twins by the red table had jumped on the table and were dancing with locked arms.
The Hell even was Quidditch?
"SILENCE!"
Damn that woman could shout.
"Now, I understand many of you are happy about this. Do wait with the celebrating until after I finish. Durmstrang will join in the cup, unfortunately, Beauxbatons doesn't have enough capable players present to participate."
He narrowed his eyes. So they hadn't even asked if they wanted to join? Oh, fuck that. He'd get enough of the others to join and they would annihilate the competition.
Looking at Finral and Luck, he knew they thought the same. Had Asta not darted into the forest at the first light of day to train, he'd have already screamed his opinion about this.
Slamming both hands on the table he stood up, quickly followed by his comrades. Pointing accusingly at the woman he spoke.
"And what about us? Just because we're not from this world you think we're not good enough for it?"
"O-Of course not. You are welcome to join. But I am afraid you will have to supply your own brooms to fly since we do not have too many to spare."
"Damn right we will."
Now they only needed to find out what the hell Quidditch even was.
"As I was about to say. A fixed schedule for the Pitch has been created, to allow all participants equal training opportunities. Monday the Pitch will be open for anyone wanting to fly as usual in the last years. Tuesday through Friday will be the four Hogwarts Houses in the order of Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor. Saturdays will be Durmstrang. And with their participation as well Sundays will be the Black Bulls. The times are as usual from 16 to 20. That is all. The dates for the matches will be made public shortly. Thank you."
"Well, guys. Let's go."
Gulping down the last water in his Goblet he ran out of the hall towards the base and flung the doors open.
"EVERYONE, get your broo-"
Only to be hit with a bottle from Vanessa, a book from Noelle, a knife from Bartholomew barely missing his hand, and a cupcake courtesy of Charmy landing in his wide-open mouth.
"Don't be so loud."
"Yesh, Yami Fir!"
As he swallowed the Cupcake, Luck and, Finral arrived.
"Everyone, get your brooms. We're playing Quidditch!"
"The Hell's Quidditch?"
"No clue."
Everyone blankly looked at him for a few seconds.
"Theeen whyyyy wooouuuld weeee plaaayyy iiiit?"
"Because those morons didn't even ask if we wanted to participate. So we'll crush them at it."
Instantly the air in the base changed.
"Those Bathrobes didn't even ask? I should go kill them."
"I'll show them. I'll become the best at this for Marie."
"T-That's r-r-right."
"Who do they think they are, not even asking me. I am royalty."
"La. We will crush them."
"Why didn't they ask? Don't they want to be friends?"
"Looks like we need to teach them a lesson. Bartholomew, you wouldn't happen to know what this Quidditch is do you?"
"Of course I do. It's the most popular wizarding sport. So go get your brooms and buttocks down to the pitch."
Except for Asta, the whole squad was now on the burnt grass of the pitch. Bartholomew had just finished his explanation. And since he was the most knowledgable about it, he had been named Quidditch Captain.
"Ok Team. First task: Assign positions."
"Hey. Anyone else hear that?"
They all paused for a second and listened to something that sounded like a scream coming closer. Looking in the direction it was coming from, they soon saw a familiar black streak shoot over the stands and stop as it collided with one of the towers.
There, halfway up the tower was Asta dangling from his Demon Slayer Sword, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"O-Oh. Hey guys. Why are you all here?"
"What are you doing up there, Pipsqueak?"
"I'M STILL GROWING!"
Faster than a normal person would be able to see Asta was in front of Zora's face.
"Quiet Asta. We are training for Quidditch. Since you, unfortunately, can't fly a broom, you can't participate."
They had thought he would be depressed, or that he would go shouting about how he would do it anyway. Not that he would chuckle like that.
"What are you thinking now, Bakasta?"
"Look!"
He reared back his arm as if he was going to throw his sword away. Which he did, but he held onto the handle and was pulled along behind it. Going ever so slowly into a turn he didn't even manage a quarter of it before he hit the stands.
Promptly coming back through a portal courtesy of Finral.
"Awesome Asta. How'd you do that?"
"Huhu. You see. It was out of reach when I was fighting this spider and when I held my hand out while being pinned down and thought it should come to me it did."
"You got pinned down by a spider?"
"Well, it was as big as three cows. But then I experimented. But it's hard to steer."
"Can't you control it like when you go into your Devil Form?"
"Yes, but then I create a circle to feel the flow like this."
He held the sword horizontally in front of him and placed one hand on the blade.
"So the problem is that you only have one hand on the handle and grabbing it with both doesn't really help."
"Yes."
They were all deep in thought. Asta may finally have found a way to fly. They needed this to work so they wouldn't have to play taxi anymore for him. Except for Yami, everyone had to ferry him at least once by now.
"LA!"
All eyes were now on Charmy as a cloud of wool formed beside her and she jumped on it, taking a surfers stance.
"CHARMY-SENPAI. THAT IS BRILLIANT!"
None of them understood it, but apparently, Asta had. He threw his blade flat onto the ground and stepped on it imitating Charmy. He rocketed straight forward only to suddenly change directions and fly up at a perfect ninety-degree angle.
Which soon resulted in him falling off the blade and landing in the middle of their circle again.
"Perfect, another potential Player. Good thinking Charmy. Asta you practice flying like that while we do our thing."
"YES, BARTHOLOMEW!"
He threw the blade back down, jumped on it, and promptly rocketed right into the stands.
They had been at it for about five hours now. Positions had been assigned aside from Asta.
Secre wasn't really interested in the sport and decided to help Bartholomew come up with strategies, whereas Noelle and Henry weren't playing since they couldn't fly a broom with enough control to play.
Their Chasers were Gauche, Gordon, Vanessa, and Charmy who had decided to keep using her cloud instead of the tiny broom belonging to her.
Magna and He were their designated Beaters.
Finral was the Keeper.
And lastly, Luck and Zora were the Seekers and would alternate between games.
Bartholomew had been a bit put off when most of them hadn't actually sat on their brooms, not to mention when he had seen Magna's Broom.
But it had been quickly forgotten when they realized they didn't know where they could find the balls for the game to train with, so they had to improvise.
Vanessa had used her strings to create a Quaffle for them, and Rouge served as a temporary Snitch for Luck and Zora.
Instead of beating metal balls that flew on their own, Magna was just bating his regular fireballs.
After some time he had managed to accumulate his Dark Magic to form a ball in his hand which he could remotely control, giving him an actual new spell. Dark Magic: Dark Bludger. Compared to his other spells it was very weak, but maybe that could be fixed with time. But it was good to have it for when he had to fight without his sword.
He had just ignited another cigarette using one of Magna's Fireballs when he saw a group of red-clothed people with brooms enter the pitch. A quick signal to the others stopped them all in their tracks as they looked towards the newcomers.
Squatting a bit lower he directed his broom towards them until he was hovering in front of the girl leading them. Four of the group were gingers, including the twins, the other two probably being their siblings.
"Yo."
"Could you leave? We want to train and the pitch is reserved for the Gryffindors."
At this moment Secre swooped in on her trident along with Bartholomew.
"Actually, Miss Johnson. The pitch is reserved for Gryffindor from 4 to 8. which is only in about half an hour."
"Well, you can't really train without the balls."
"We managed for the last five hours. Don't see why we should stop now."
The twins stepped forward.
"Angelina, let us handle this."
"Mr. Sukehiro, maybe we could make a deal?"
"What're you two offering?"
The two looked at each other silently communicating before looking at him again.
"The location of one of Hogwarts Wine Cellars."
He leaned forward. They were running low on booze, so this might actually be worth it.
"How much?"
"Seven Barrels."
"As long as you let the idiot continue to practice and drag him back for dinner you got yourself a deal."
He jabbed a finger towards Asta who had figured out how to hover without shooting off like a rocket and was now slowly moving.
"Bloody Hell Mate, is he surfing on a sword?"
"We have a deal?"
"As long as he doesn't disrupt our training."
"Great. After dinner, you show us where to find the booze. And it better be there."
Turning around he rose to the height of the top of the stands.
"Listen up. We're done for the day. So fuck off."
After Dinner, the Twins had kept their word and shown them the booze stash. On their way back carrying the barrels, they had been stopped by the lady in green. At least she tried to stop them.
So now they were drinking merrily in the base waiting for Severus to come and explain his plan for tomorrow. It didn't take him long and upon entering he was nearly hit with a stray lightning bolt from Luck.
"Ok, you shits. Timeout, we're continuing later."
"Thank you, Captain."
It didn't take long after his announcement to quiet down.
"So, what's your plan for tomorrow?"
"We will split into three groups. Me, the Captain along with Finral, and Vanessa, Bartholomew, and one other. I will just do my shopping. The Captain will do his business at Gringotts. And the last group will be a decoy. I will brew some Polyjuice Potion later so we can impersonate the Captain."
"I-I can do t-that."
The man just raised a skeptic eyebrow at Grey's statement. A second later there stood a copy of him, with a lit cigarette and everything.
"Look, bastard. I can deal with this shit and if you doubt me again I'll kill you."
"That is certainly surprising, but not unwelcome. Then we will do that."
"Damn right we will. Now I have to take a whizz."
In a cloud of smoke, his form disappeared and an embarrassed Grey took its place.
"Great. This is how we'll do it. Finral will use the floo in my office to travel to my home and open a portal for us from there. I will give our Decoy Group directions to Diagon Alley, it will be believable that you discovered it while looking around thanks to Bartholomew. You can just look around the alley, look for things that might interest you. Meanwhile, I will apparate the Captain and Finral to a side entrance of Gringotts where they will take care of their business. Vanessa, when you are finished just go to the leaky cauldron and ask to use the floo to get to Hogsmeade."
"Why can't we just all use that floo shit to get to your home?"
"Because, while the ministry is unable to track who is traveling through it, they can track how many people. So to confuse them and not leave behind any tracks we will use Finral's teleportation which can easily ignore the wards of Hogwarts."
"Hm. So when I'm there I'll become some Lord and cut off the money the Trust Vault and still let the Goat have access to it?"
"Exactly. And do whatever else you want while there. If you want to get out into the alley, you should coordinate yourself with the others so you don't run around twice. And say that you just exchanged money there, not that you accessed any vault. Since you call yourself Sukehiro now, it will be believable that the Goblins wouldn't suggest that you access your vaults."
"A well thought out plan Severus. I suggest that after we arrive at Diagon Alley, we directly head to Gringotts to 'exchange currency', Captain Yami will inform the Goblins of our arrival so they don't make a fuss about a double appearing. Then Grey switches with the Captain and she and Finral can come back, while the Captain, Vanessa, and I explore. Maybe at some point, Finral can come with anyone who wants to see it too."
"Yeah, sure we can do that. Not like it's going to work because some shit's going to happen that will fuck everything up."
"A very realistic opinion Captain, if I may say so."
The is another.
Okay seriously the frequency with how I write this story right now kinda reminds me of my first one, but who gives a shit. Updates are Updates.
So yeah, Quidditch. Honestly, I haven't found a crossover yet where they play Quidditch. Why? With Anime logic and powers this is going to be funny as hell. Two of them aren't even using brooms and Yami will not use a bat, I can say that much. And if anyone wants to say it's against Quidditch rules to not use proper equipment, Fuck those rules.
The chapter is a bit on the short side but Meh. Next time is Diagon Alley time. And Goblins.
I am debating if I should make Asta a Beater or a Keeper. I am leaning towards Keeper but I'm not sure yet.
Hope you enjoyed.
-Zimzimgar
